Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2018 07:51:52 -0700 From: Dylan Hani Subject: Josh's Adventures Chapter 3 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; please do not repost or claim as your own. This story involves sexual encounters between a teenage boy with several other boys, and a few adult men. If you wish to comment, please send me an email at dyhaniboys@gmail.com. Enjoy! P.S. Please consider donating to the Nifty Archive so we can continue enjoying our erotic stories. Thank you! Josh's Adventures: The Four Day Weekend, by Dylan Hani. Chapter 3 Peter and Matt let me lie down for a while, on the floor face up while they play another round of that game. After a few rounds, Peter lets me move to the couch so I can relax and drink my Coke. I watch them play as the cum dries on my face and the spit dries up on my chest. I'm pretty sure I'm going to get fucked next, as soon as they're ready and hard again. The thought makes me even hornier. Peter made me sit down with my legs spread, putting a plate under my cock so my precum can collect there instead of on the couch. I check my phone and smile when I see that it's not even noon yet. I see Peter's phone and resist the urge to see how many pictures of me he took. It would be against the rules. So I distract myself by looking around. I freeze when I see a camera in the room, all set up and hooked up and probably recording. How did I not notice that before? I guess I was too busy sucking cock to notice. The idea that they recorded the whole thing makes my cock jump again, and I can feel precum pooling around my balls. Peter's phone vibrates, and Peter tells me to give it to him. I get up and walk it over to him. "Lick the plate clean before you sit down" Peter tells me. "Yes, Master" I say, smiling as I say it. The more I say it, the better it sounds, the better it feels. I lick the plate clean and sit back down, sipping on my Coke. They keep playing, with only pauses while Peter texts. I sit in silence, ignoring my cock and waiting for them to fuck me. We have four days, and I'm sure that I'm going to get fucked a lot, at least I hope so. I'll beg if I have to. After what feels like forever, it's game over. Peter and Matt get up, and I can see that Peter is hard as a rock again. Matt is hard too, but not as much. I'm guessing Peter fucks me first. He snaps his fingers and makes a swirl with his finger, pointing at the table. I get up, put the Coke down and get on all fours on the glass, sticking my ass up for him. "Do that thing" he says. I lower my head to the table, spread my legs further apart and move my body like I'm pushing back into his cock. I keep doing it, changing the way I do it, wiggling my ass sometimes, and moaning for him. "Fuckin' hot" Matt says. Peter tells me to stop. I stop and wait. He walks over and puts his hand on my upper back, and I move down, pressing my chest against the glass and sticking my ass up as far as I can. "Stay" He says. I hear them both walk downstairs, and I wonder how long they're going to make me stay like this. After a while, Matt comes back and puts his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks. I shiver as I imagine him pressing his cock against my hole, pushing it in and making me whimper. Instead, he licks my hole. I shiver as he starts to rim me, running his tongue over the sensitive skin. He presses his tongue in, just a bit. He licks me again, then starts to suck it, making me shiver and wiggle a little. He keeps going, sometimes just licking as he works over my hole. He bites it, making me jerk. He laughs, then keeps going. It feels amazing! Like he's exploring all of my hole with his tongue, exposing little parts of it that make me moan. He bites gently, then licks, sucks, and presses his tongue in a little more. Suddenly, he stops. He stands up and walks around, looking down at me. "Stay" he says. "Yes, Sir" I reply. He leaves again, leaving me leaking and horny and seconds away from begging him to fuck me. I hear voices, and I freeze. I listen closely, sure that I'm imagining it. I hear Peter's voice, Matt's, and. . .Bryce? Holy Shit! Bryce, the super hot boy from my Spanish class is downstairs! I blush and almost get up, but remember I'm not supposed to move. I stay there, wondering if Peter is going to bring him upstairs while I'm *like this*. I almost panic, but then realize that if he comes upstairs, it's because Peter is offering me to him. That makes my cock get harder somehow, and I can feel the slow ooze of more precum running down to the table. Bryce, the junior from the football team. That muscular, fit, powerful boy. I bet he has a big cock. I bet he fucks hard and fast. I wonder what that's going to look like. Him, six feet tall, broad and strong, fucking me, a slender freshman barely five one, with little nipples, a little cock, a small waist and skinny legs with a bubble butt. I bet it would look amazing. I try to remember everything I know about him. He's seventeen, he plays football, he's terrible at Spanish, and I think he has a girlfriend. I guess he isn't like super muscular, but he's definitely well built. He has dark blond hair and blue eyes, and a super cute smile. Matt comes back up, he massages my ass and runs his fingers over my hole, teasing me and making me lean into him, hoping that he'll stick a finger in. He doesn't. I hear footsteps and voices coming up the stairs. I resist the urge to move. Instead, I blush hard as I hear them reach the top of the stairs. "Holy shit dude! I thought you were fucking with me!" I hear Bryce say. I blush even more, wondering what it looks like, to walk into a room and see that freshman from Spanish class naked with his ass in the air on a coffee table. "I told you" Peter says. Bryce lets out a whistle and walks around to look at my face. I look at him, trying to decide what to say. "Wow Josh, you're fucking hot!" he says. I smile at him and get all flustered. "You call him Sir, too" Peter says. I look at Bryce, at his amazing blue eyes and nod. "Thank you, Sir" I say. Bryce laughs and begins to nod. He starts undressing, and I can't help but stare at his body. Within seconds, I'm staring at his cock. It's amazing, just like the rest of him. He isn't as large as Matt. At least not as long, but definitely as thick, maybe more. He isn't cut either, and that makes my mouth water. I've never sucked a boy with a foreskin before. I wonder how it's different. "This stays between us, right?" Bryce asks, even as his cock gets harder. I gasp a seconds later. He's *definitely* thicker than Matt, and maybe just as long. His cock isn't straight though, it curves down at the middle. "Dude, I'm staying over for like a day, at least!" Bryce says when Peter assures him that it stays between us. "Perfect, bro!" Peter says. He walks over to me and tells me to clean up my mess, and I make sure to look directly at Bryce as I run my tongue over the glass. I want him, and I want him to know that I want him. He strokes his cock as he watches me lick my own precum from the table. Peter pinches my shoulder and tells me to go suck Bryce. I almost run to him. I look up at him, putting my hands behind my back, then lick his cock. His cock tastes good, better than Matt and Peter even. Bryce doesn't hesitate, he grabs my head and sticks the tip of his cock in my mouth. I suck him and get a taste of his precum. It's salty and bitter, and I fucking love it. I love his foreskin, it's like a whole different experience, and it sucks me in. As I suck him, I realize that he isn't as large as Matt, maybe like an inch shorter. But he is thicker, and I struggle for a moment to adjust to his girth in my mouth. "So I can tell him what to do and he has to do it?" Bryce asks. Peter says yes. "Fucking perfect, way better than my girlfriend" he says. "Pull back my foreskin and lick my head" he says. I reach up and gently pull back his foreskin, exposing the bright pink head of his cock. I lick him, then take the whole thing in my mouth, sucking hard and playing with my tongue. I make him moan, and that makes me bold. I take more of his cock without having to be told. I don't know why, but suddenly I feel like I need to prove that I'm better than his girlfriend, so I grab his legs and take his entire cock in my mouth and down my throat. He moans and grabs my head, thrusting a little. I can feel his heavy balls under my chin, and my nose is buried in his pubes. I'm back in heaven. I pull back, looking at his trimmed pubes and the outline of his muscles all the way up to his shoulders. I *need* him to fuck me. "Fuck me, Sir. *Please?" *I say. Bryce's eyes go wide. "Ten times better than my girlfriend" he says. He looks at Peter "So it's my rules, right?" he asks. Peter says yes, then looks at me. "Tell him the rules, slut" he tells me. I look at Bryce, and it's like someone else takes over my mouth. "You can fuck my anyway you want. In any position. You can go as hard and as fast as you want. If I ask you to stop, it's because I want you to go harder, if I pull away, it means I want you to be rougher, and to force me back. If I beg, it's because I'm begging you to go all out. You're in charge, completely, totally in charge. You can cum in me all you want, too" I say. Bryce's face suddenly has a smirk on his face. "Then I'm fucking you from behind" he says. I turn around and get down on all fours, raising my ass up to him and turning my head back to look at him. "*Please, Sir. Make me your bitch" *I whine. Peter loves it when I do that. So does Bryce. So do I. I see him catch a bottle of lube, and I watch as he smears it all over his cock. He tosses it on the couch and gets down on his knees. He pauses, gets up and points at the couch. "I wanna fuck you standing up" he says "get on the couch" he commands. I obey at once. I place my knees on the seat, grabbing the back of the couch with my hands and sticking my ass out toward him. He wastes no time. He presses the tip of his cock against my hole, putting a hand on my shoulder and another on my waist to hold me in place. Slowly, I feel his cock start to stretch me, spreading my hole open. I feel the head of his cock hit my sphincter, feel the resistance, and I feel him as he presses harder to get past it. I press back on his cock a little, encouraging him to do it. He grunts and pushes hard, making my entire body jerk as the cockhead breaks through. I give out a little cry as the pain hits me. I freeze, tensing up and bitting my lip to keep myself from crying out again. He ignores it and pushes more of his cock inside me, stretching my hole as he pulls me toward him by the shoulder. I give out a whine as I feel the rest of his cock shoved inside me all at once. I begin to shiver as I feel my hole quiver around his cock, trying to get him out. "FUCK!" Bryce shouts. He pushes harder until I can feel his balls hitting my ass. I bite a pillow to keep from screaming as the pain intensifies for a second. He pulls out all at once, leaving my hole empty. I press back, wiggling my ass a bit, inviting him to do it again, even though my hole still hurts. He takes the invitation and shoves his cock back inside me in one hard fast thrust that makes me jerk away and cry out. Bryce remembers the rules, and takes my jerking away as an invitation to fuck me harder. He grabs my waist and pushes me down, hard against the couch. I feel his cock leave my hole empty again, and brace myself an instant before he shoves all seven and a half inches of his perfect cock deep inside me. Bryce shouts again, he starts thrusting into me as hard and fast as he can. I cry out and grip the couch as he assaults my hole. He pushes me down, making arch my back for him. He moves, finding a better angle. "*Fuuuuuahahahahck!"* I scream as he pounds my ass into the couch, finally hitting my prostate and making me shudder in pleasure and pain. I grip the couch and pull myself away so suddenly that his grip on my hips slips. I did it on purpose, an invasion to let go. A reminder that I'm not his girlfriend, and he can be as rough as he wants. He grabs my hair and pulls me back, shoving my face into the couch as he fucks me harder, making me scream and whine as he tears my hole apart and manages to keep hitting my prostate over and over again. I'm close. I'm so fucking close. I can feel it, building with each thrust. I need to cum, I need the release, *so bad!* So I cheat. "*Please, Sir, it hurts. No more!" *I whimper. Bryce gives out a weird shout and starts thrusting harder. I can hear the sounds of his hips slapping my thighs, I can feel the power of this thrusts. I can feel fire burning my hole, the friction rubbing me raw as he pounds me ass harder and faster. I can feel the orgasm building inside me. I am *so fucking close!* Bryce lets out a yell, part grunt and part victory cry as I feel his cock throb and swell. I feel his hot cum shoot inside me, and that last thrust and the friction of my cock against the couch makes me cum. My legs tense up, my stomach and my hips contracting and my hole clenching tight around his cock as the fire fills me up from my toes to my head. I let out a loud scream as my cock finally pulses and a spurt of my own cum hits my stomach. I feel his cock throb again, just before mine does, I feel him shoot inside me as I shoot all over the floor and the couch. It's pure ecstasy, it's pure pleasure, and never want it to stop. Bryce gives me one last hard thrust and keeps his cock there inside me as one last hot spurt of cum gets released into my guts. I give out one last spurt and collapse, completely exhausted, struggling to catch my breath as Bryce collapses on top of me, his cock still buried inside me. We lie there next to the couch, catching our breaths. He's still inside me. I love it when that happens, when Peter stays inside me after he's already cummed. Now Bryce too. It's perfect. As my breathing goes back to normal, I wipe my face, noticing that I cried during the fucking. That usually happens, I actually like it. Bryce pulls out of me, leaving my hole open and empty, missing the feeling of having something inside it. As he gets up, I stay on the ground for a few seconds, realizing that I just got fucked by a boy three years older than me, realizing that before that, I sucked a grown man's cock. Peter had just made two of my fantasies come true. I owed him a lifetime of blow jobs for that. "Josh" Bryce says. I turn over and look at him. He points at his cock. I nod and get up, walking on my knees over to where he's sitting on the couch. His cock is mostly soft now, and it's covered in cum. I get to work licking him clean, pulling back the foreskin and sucking every single drop of cum from it. By the time I'm done, he's hard again. So I keep sucking him until he makes me stop. I smile at him. "Thank you, Sir" I say. Bryce laughs and nods. I get back on my knees and wait for whatever happens next. I don't have to wait long. After a few minutes Bryce is stroking his cock again. He points at it, and I crawl over to him and get back to sucking him.